DESCRIPTION:
Lyrics;
Flames tend to use a gentle touch, like a gentlemen, til it hurts.
Smother, fill my lungs with smoke and soot, til i feel a gentle tug, i cant breath.
Ocean blue, giving birth to us, soothing fires in my mind, feels like home.
Father above, are you even standing there, they dont think your watching us, got no belief.

Show me where i belong, take me to where i was born.
With these rough hands, we'll carry the sun down to the ocean floor to the ocean.
We'll stand there and we will laugh, we will laugh we will laugh.

We could run, we could dive, down beneath the waves tonight, cause i am the moon i am the i am the moon i am the.
If the sun comes to fight we could throw the waves tonight, cause i am the moon i am the i am the moon.

Show me where i belong, take me to where i was born.
With these rough hands we'll carry the sun down to the ocean floor to the ocean.
We'll stand there and we will laugh we will laugh we will laugh.

' Drag the sun down, we will laugh '

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We are a band from the fens of the UK Cambs you can listen to our full line up or follow what we're up to via the above links. We love music and we're also pretty weird and We LOVE IT!